The Alpha's Pet Sitter

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rsity. And he looks like a friendly neighborhood boy, six feet tall, with curly brown hair and brown eyes, plus cute little freckles on the sides of his nos

phone scree

ventory, and here's the list I organized of what needs to be refilled. You'd

his hands clutching the shoulder s

wave, grabbing my canvas

s palms rub the sides of his jeans. "Uh... Did you find a date f

ary of Blue Moon University. Mia once mentioned that the university had charter

nally planned to meet my classmates and professors on campus and take a few pictures. After that, I inten

boss-Mr. Clapton pops into my head.

shiver runs through my body. I rub my arms, tryin

call on Monday night, there hasn't been any contact between us. And every time I sent hi

n pulls me back to reality. His brown eyes look like 2

wait for me to give him candy with such an expectant look when he was little. Poor kid. He's only 1

et his mate, he wouldn't be str

." I smile a

t a lovely kid! May the Moon God arrange an excellent mate f

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er's seat. If Mia had been there, she would have recognized the brand of the car. Unfortunately, she is in Chicago on a 3-day business trip and will not

front of the apartment when

you t

left, 50 feet away, two passersby are waiting at a red light. To my righ

re is t

omeone to help you?" The sharp voice h

unglasses stepping o

ess showing her slim waist, peach butt, and long legs. The 10cm heels on

me a thief?" I ask her, s

ck, steal my cat!" Nasty, rude words come out of the woman's thick

She is the one who held Ethan in the

and he's Mr. Clapton's

You shameless woman. Do you know who I am?" The woman's

d my privacy. I can always call the cops." I say, raising my eyebrows. She is probably the daughter of an Alpha

th contempt again as if she do

r. If you have a problem with me keeping Ethan, please contact Mr. Clapton,

opping bag, and go back to my

you to leave." The woman

the door of the apartment. Su

ntion? He's mine. No one can ever take anything away from me, including what I don

result, she goes crazy and rips the shopping paper bag in my arms. The floor is a mess as all the fo

her, clenching my fists and gritting my teeth. I've never hit

a deep breath, try to suppress my anger, and squat

ally afford all these organic foods?" The woman growls an

pick up the organic chicken thighs l

ch

heart and causes my stomach to churn. Tears instantly fill my eyes.

uraging me to shift and chew this woman immediately, even though city regulations

th, warning the woman not t

der on my hand's back, the damn heel already pierci

ht hand, and press them hard against her stomach, soili

ou!?" She takes a few steps back, finally ta

I would have thrown the tomato to her fac

me horribly and raises her ar

what are y

ng, and the woman opposite stops moving her hands. Almost simul

Mr. Cl